There was a huge potluck going after church - which I didn’t want to be apart of - but had no choice - So i decided to sneak away to my secret place...and go listen to music away from everyone - but when I got there someone was already there in my special spot - being that this was a hard place to find - I wasn’t just startled because someone was there - but mostly because I walked in on this guy stoking his cock, while looking at a dirty magazine. I was so shocked and embarrassed and apologized. She thought about it and said we could meet the next day, when I suggested why waste time, I could come over to her place right away. I was impatient and told her let us meet for a short time to place identities to our names and maybe we could meet at leisure later. She agreed and I took her address and informed her will be there within an hour.She lived about a 20 min drive away from where I stay. I reached her address, called her on her mobile and asked if I could come up to her house. She. I’d been surprised when Dieter told me that we didn’t need to stop at another airport to go through customs before we landed at home; they had now classified us as a military airport, an extension of NAS Meridian. There would be times when we didn’t want the cargo inspected by customs, and some of the people who came here to make deals wouldn’t want their passports stamped. Giving Sergei two more of the gift packs, we waved at him as he raised the stairs and closed the hatch. A couple minutes. The rest of the day was quiet. I just read, watched a bit of TV, and turned in.Monday I had to show up at the deli for my first day of work. To call it uneventful would have been an understatement. To call it boring was accurate. Put on the apron, sweep the floors, and keep the tables wiped down. Carry hunks of meat and cheese from walk-in cooler to the display cases. Repeat as needed. But I was getting paid. I did notice that several girls from school came in for lunch the first day. The rest.